18-07-2025, 12:28 AM
A Moment Between the Women – “Is He... Seeing Someone?”
The first round of Mafia was over.
Vinay had been the first to get “killed,”
And Sandeep was now passionately justifying his way out of suspicion in the next round.
Shruti had slipped into the kitchen with Madhavi under the pretext of helping serve snacks,
Though the real motive was something else.
Madhavi handed her the snack bowls one by one, murukku, khakhra chips, masala peanuts.
Shruti leaned lightly against the fridge, eyeing her host with a mischievous grin.
“Okay,” she said quietly, “don’t pretend you didn’t see it.”
Madhavi raised an eyebrow. “See what?”
Shruti tilted her head toward the living room, where Abhi sat cross-legged, half-smiling as Sandeep ranted about betrayal.
“Him. Abhi,” Shruti said. “You saw the way he looked at me.”
Madhavi didn’t answer immediately.
She adjusted the plate of samosas with calm precision.
Shruti went on, grinning.
“He’s interesting. Not like most of the tech guys I’ve met. There's something... slow and steady about him.”
Madhavi finally looked up. “Hmm. Yes.”
Shruti leaned closer. “Is he... seeing anyone?”
Madhavi held her gaze for a breath longer than necessary. Then smiled.
“That depends.”
Shruti blinked. “Depends?”
Madhavi's voice was gentle but teasing. “On what you mean by seeing.”
Shruti narrowed her eyes, intrigued. “Oh?”
Madhavi gave her a light shrug, then turned toward the kitchen doorway,
Salling out: “Sandeep, careful with the cushions. That one has my embroidery kit under it!”
Shruti followed her slowly, still watching her.
“You’re not going to give me a straight answer, are you?”
Madhavi chuckled. “What would be the fun in that?”
Shruti shook her head, grinning. “He’s lucky to have such... interesting neighbors.”
Madhavi turned to her one last time before stepping back into the living room.
“Let’s just say… you’ll have to figure him out layer by layer.”
And with that, she walked away, leaving Shruti staring after her,
Curious and slightly stirred, the faintest fire now lit in her eyes.
The first round of Mafia was over.
Vinay had been the first to get “killed,”
And Sandeep was now passionately justifying his way out of suspicion in the next round.
Shruti had slipped into the kitchen with Madhavi under the pretext of helping serve snacks,
Though the real motive was something else.
Madhavi handed her the snack bowls one by one, murukku, khakhra chips, masala peanuts.
Shruti leaned lightly against the fridge, eyeing her host with a mischievous grin.
“Okay,” she said quietly, “don’t pretend you didn’t see it.”
Madhavi raised an eyebrow. “See what?”
Shruti tilted her head toward the living room, where Abhi sat cross-legged, half-smiling as Sandeep ranted about betrayal.
“Him. Abhi,” Shruti said. “You saw the way he looked at me.”
Madhavi didn’t answer immediately.
She adjusted the plate of samosas with calm precision.
Shruti went on, grinning.
“He’s interesting. Not like most of the tech guys I’ve met. There's something... slow and steady about him.”
Madhavi finally looked up. “Hmm. Yes.”
Shruti leaned closer. “Is he... seeing anyone?”
Madhavi held her gaze for a breath longer than necessary. Then smiled.
“That depends.”
Shruti blinked. “Depends?”
Madhavi's voice was gentle but teasing. “On what you mean by seeing.”
Shruti narrowed her eyes, intrigued. “Oh?”
Madhavi gave her a light shrug, then turned toward the kitchen doorway,
Salling out: “Sandeep, careful with the cushions. That one has my embroidery kit under it!”
Shruti followed her slowly, still watching her.
“You’re not going to give me a straight answer, are you?”
Madhavi chuckled. “What would be the fun in that?”
Shruti shook her head, grinning. “He’s lucky to have such... interesting neighbors.”
Madhavi turned to her one last time before stepping back into the living room.
“Let’s just say… you’ll have to figure him out layer by layer.”
And with that, she walked away, leaving Shruti staring after her,
Curious and slightly stirred, the faintest fire now lit in her eyes.
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